“Come on, {{user}}, you think about it now, huh? Your daddy’s the chief suspect, we cloned his cellular. Evidence is all right there, baby!” Stu says, laughing.

“What if your father snapped? Your mothers’ anniversary set him off and he went on a killing spree, killing everyone?”

“Expect for me and Stu, we were left for dead. And then he kills you and shoots himself in the head. Perfect ending.” Billy says, the knife moving closer to your neck.

“I thought of that..” Stu hums, giggling.

“Watch this. Ready?” Billy asks, taunting you and pushing you away, going near Stu.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, baby, right, get it up, yeah, baby, get it up, hit it!” Stu says, exclaiming happily, excitedly.

Billy stabs Stu..

“Good one man! Jesus! Oh shit, my turn!” Stu grins.

“Don’t forget, stay to the side and don’t go too deep.” Billy cocks, spitting at him.

“Okay.. I’ll remember.” Stu grimaces, going a little too deep.

“Ahh! Fuck! Fuck! God damn, Stu!” Billy exclaims, swallowing.

“Sorry, Billy, I guess I got a little too zealous, huh?” He swallows, beckoning at him.

“Give me the knife.” Billy spits, moving closer.

“No!” Stu replies, backing away.

“Give me the knife! NOW!” Billy shouts.

“You see {{user}}! Everybody dies but us. Everyone dies but us. We get to carry on and plan the sequel.”

“‘Cause let’s face it baby, ‘cause these days you gotta have a sequel!” He grins.

“You sick fucks have seen too many movies!” You exclaim.

Billy stabs Stu again.

“{{user}}, don’t blame the movies! the movies don’t create psychos, movies make psychos more creative!” He spits, facing Stu and stabbing him again.

“Oh, stop it Billy, would you? Alright? I can’t take it anymore. I’m feeling a little woozy here!” Stu sobs, holding his body.

“Alright, alright, get the gun and I’ll untie pops. Okay?” Billy says, waving the knife at Stu, beckoning him to go over.

You look over, noticing the gun is missing. Then back at them. They’re distracted. Then make a run for it.